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Old 12-08-2019, 04:55 PM   #1
Regis1984
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Default The Rape of Karen Radford, Part 2

In the midst of
those intense contractions the woman raised her legs high and wide in
the air, her toes twisting and contracting in the air, and then let them
fall back limply sideways, her thighs splayed wide around the hips of
the man, her feet kicking in the air to the continuing thrusts of the
man.

The man's rhythm too had changed, his hips rotating more and more
slowly, as he enjoyed the sensations of the uncontrollable muscular
contractions of the slick walls of the woman's vagina. His thrusting
became slower and slower, until he stopped entirely, his head drawn back
in a rictus of effort. It was clear that he was holding himself back
from orgasm with considerable effort, so that he could continue fucking
the woman at more length. The woman's spasming had ceased, and the only
sound she was making now was a hurried, gasping breathing. Then she
turned her face to the side and moaned quaveringly, not in pleasure now
but in despair. All motion from the man had ceased: he was now using the
woman simply as a yielding mattress. The woman had begun to sob now, as
if her heart was breaking.

There was a long pause, with no sounds made but the sobs of the
woman. Then, slowly, unhurriedly, the man's buttocks began to move
again, changing from a movement which could hardly be discerned to a
strong, rhythmic up and down pumping. The man's penis was now beginning
once more to thrust deeply into the woman's vagina, its tightly-distended
mouth beginning once more its slick, easy sliding up and down the
purple-brown length of the huge penis. The woman's sobs acquired a kind
of frenzied despair as she realized that the fucking was nowhere near
completion, and as she accepted that her body would continue to serve
its present function of unwilling sheath for the man's penis for many
minutes more. The man's thrusting had acquired now a kind of pleasured
movement, and each stroke into the woman brought forth a quick, meaty
smack as he completed each thrust against the woman's flattened,
sweat-wet cunt and belly.

It was clear that the man's renewed energy was designed to bring the
woman considerable physical anguish, and that in this it was clearly
succeeding, for her spread legs were showing tortured movement. It was
clear that her anguish came from two sources. One source was in her
hip-joints at the amount and duration of spread that the man's presence
and thrusting was requiring from her legs. This she eventually solved
after anguished flailing by raising her knees to her breasts and
allowing the man thereby continued access to her vagina without so much
strain on her hip-joints as before. The other source was simply the
extreme soreness of her loins after these interminable fuckings, and to
this the only response left her was a continuing, begging whimper at
each deep, merciless physical penetration.

The sobbing had now faded into the whimpering, and the only
movements from the woman were those forced on her by the ongoing rape.
Her drawn-up knees swayed rhythmically in the air, the sleekness of her
smooth-shaven thighs catching and reflecting the light. One white, round
breast that had been squashed sideways against her arm trembled to the
movements of the penis buried in her belly.

The man's hands had now slipped under the woman, and were grasping
her full, round buttocks, holding her loins steady against his fucking,
and allowing deeper, more pleasurably painful thrusting into the female
body underneath. The sound of the impact of the man's body against the
woman's stomach and vagina took on a deeper, meatier flesh-clapping
sound. The woman's whimpering responded by acquiring a high, quavering
Oh!-ing note at the intensified strokes. In her anguish the woman spoke,
as she had not up to this point.

"Oh, please, mercy, oh please!'

The man's hips responded with deep, flesh-smacking strokes that
jolted the woman's body inches on the bed, making her shriek with pain.

"You like that, pussycat? Let's see how you like this then."

He pulled back from her, drawing his penis entirely from her vagina,
the organ slipping from her female passage with a liquid sound, leaving
her vulva suddenly empty and gaping. The brown-purple length of his organ
glistened with vaginal fluid, a droplet of sperm at its tip. His hands
grasped her hips and twisted, turning her like a child onto her stomach,
her heavy breasts quivering and jiggling to a flattened rest on the bed.
The woman shrieked, knowing the torment of what was to come. His hands
spread her smooth, round buttocks, exposing the tight, pursed mouth of
her anus. Its natural brown was deeply reddened already from the
extended use it had received earlier in the evening. With casual,
pleasured ease he lodged the tip of his organ against the anal mouth.
The woman began to moan.

"Oh God, Oh God. OH GOD!"

The woman's cries changed to ones of intense and growing pain and
sensation.

"AAH-HUH-AAH-HUH-AAH-HUH-AAH-HUH..."

She felt the thick head of his prick pressed between her cheeks, the
slippery head sliding up and down until she felt it pressed against her
anus. It would never fit. Not without tearing her open.

The entry of the penis into the woman's anus was counterpointed by
the sounds she was making as the act proceeded. Though Karen Radford had
firm, round, womanly buttocks, her anus seemed very small compared to
the hugeness of the organ which was entering it. The man was clearly
requiring considerable pressure to force its dry, brown, pursed mouth
open, and it took him some seconds before the anus, with a kind of
fleshly reluctance, began to spread apart. The penis began to enter her
anus. He could feel her anal ring slowly giving away, it felt like a
tight rubber band slowly closing over the head of his cock, squeezing
his flesh.

"Ah." said the man. His penis had now clearly gone beyond the dry,
tight sphincter muscle, and was sliding steadily into the woman. She was
giving quick, panting, breathless screams now, as the thick penis
entered her colon. Her once-pursed anus was now a hugely distended
red-brown ring around the shaft, at least ten times as large as it had
begun, and the penis was still continuing its merciless progress.
He pushed down harder, her anus stretching around his cock as it slid
through her tight opening and drove deep into her rectum. The sight had
a strange monstrousness about it. Her buttocks were very round, and
smooth, and lovely, but between them was now embedded the thickness of
John Gruyter's penis, looking like a thick, brown-purple fencepost
driven deep into female flesh.

"Ah." said the man again, as his stomach touched her buttocks, and
his penis was driven fully home. He fell forward onto her, and her arms
gave under the pressure, bringing her face-down on the bed, moaning in
quavering gasps. His hands reached under her, and grasped the heavy breasts
which had swung so recently in the air, and she cried out with pain at
the brutal hold he took on them. His hips lifted and the woman shrieked
at the movement of his penis on her interior flesh. His buttocks drove
forward and she shrieked again. His hips began to take up the rhythm,
pumping his penis into her again and again. Karen Radford was gasping
breathlessly, sobbing at the almost intolerable stretching of her
interior anus-flesh. The thick shaft of the penis began to appear
between the buttocks of the woman, and to disappear back between them
with measured, pleasured regularity.

The speed of the thrusting increased, to the soft sounds of the
woman, a mixture of screams and of sensation.

"Oh, what a sweet tight asshole you've got," gasped the man, his ass
now thrusting rapidly and brutally into the woman, driving his penis
again and again between her buttocks. She had spread her legs wide, as
if in some futile attempt to open her anus and so to relieve the
sensations she was now experiencing. The man was showing no mercy, his
sole aim was so clearly to take as much pleasure as he could from the
tightness of the woman's tortured anus. He fucked quickly, deeply,
lengthily, the minutes passing as the organ plunged between the
quivering buttocks, a counterpoint to the creaking bed and to the
quavering moans of the woman. He reached a crescendo of thrusting, and
then stopped abruptly, holding himself tense as he controlled his
building orgasm. Then to the anguished begging of the woman he began
once more to drive his penis deep into her rectum.

"Oh please, oh please, I can't stand this, oh please, rather use my
cunt, oh please..."

The man laughed, strokes continued with a rhythmic, powerful
thrusting, driving with steady, unstoppable force between the woman's
buttocks. The woman moaned with pain. The man continued to thrust. "So
you want me to use your sweet little pussy, huh darling?"

"Oh please, oh please!"

"Now, isn't that strange when just a few minutes ago it was feeling
so sore... Well, it's a hard thing for a man to give up such a sweet,
tight asshole, li' pussycat. But I tell you what, I'll just give you
about another fifty strokes..."

The woman shrieked in terror, "Oh please no!"

"Yes, honey, that's how it's gonna be. But you gotta count them,
little pussycunt, you gotta count them real carefully, otherwise we'll
just have to start all over..."

The woman moaned in despair, and began, counting each agonizing
stroke as it thrust into her anus.

"One, two, threee, oh-OH four OH! five six Oh GOD! seven..."

The bed creaked on to the thrusting, the woman painfully counted.
She reached forty; "FodyOhGod, forty-one, forty-twoAAAAAH forty-threeOh-
Oh-Oh-Oh-AAAAAAAAHHHHH..."

His pace accelerated, his penis driving into the woman's bowels with
powerful brutality, his hips pumping against her soft buttocks. She
shrieked in pain, and writhed under him, the friction on her anus so
intolerable that she lost all control over herself.

He stopped, laughing. "Well, now, li'l sweet-ass, I surely am sorry,
but you just missed the count there, and we're just going to have to
start all over again..."

"Oh, God no, Oh please, oh mercy, oh please!"

His buttocks began thrusting again and she screamed with pain. "When
you're ready, honey..."

Sobbing, the woman began to count again. '"'One--ohh, two--OHHHH
three-- Oh!.."

At last he pulled himself off her, laughing. The woman's anus was no
longer its earlier, pursed brown hole, but a deep, fiery, puckered,
swollen red, and from it a tiny trickle of blood.

"All right, li'l sweetheart, I'll use your cunt. On your back,
honey."

Moaning with fear and relief, the woman turned over, drawing her
knees up and spreading her thighs, offering him her vagina with a
dreadful, terrified eagerness. Yet her vulva were swollen and pouting,
its color the ruddy red of sore flesh, and her cleft was wet still and
deeply red too.

The man looked down at her, grinning, his penis huge and erect. "Bet
you never thought you'd be lying like this, when you were standing in
front of the class and acting like ol' John was dogshit. Think your ass
was worse? Let's see how you like this then."

The woman closed her eyes, and John Gruyter lodged his penis against
her vagina. Previously he had slowly, luxuriously forced it into her,
and the woman was expecting the lip-biting increasing soreness which had
earlier occurred. This time he sank it into her with one massively
powerful stroke that opened her vulva wide apart and smacked against her
groin as his loins met her crotch.

She screamed. "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

The woman's cry of sensation echoed through the house and to the
patio outside. There was no mistaking that cry. It was the sound of a
woman whose vagina was filled to bursting and for whom it was more than
she could bear, both in terms of pain and in terms of sensation. The
lubrication of her vaginal membrane had dried considerably during the
long, painful anal violation, and her interior flesh once again clung to
the invading cock rather than slipped by it, before being forced aside.
The sudden, violent entry therefore caused severe stretching and pulling
of the tender feminine membranes which lined the woman's sore vaginal
walls. John Gruyter's organ was in any event huge: fully erect his penis
was nine inches long and five inches in circumference. Not even a large
female vagina could take it without severe stretching, and Karen
Radford's vagina, though she was not a small woman, was quite tight.

So the sudden, brutal entry of Gruyter's huge penis could only be
excruciating to the woman's already over-used genitals. The woman's
buttocks were lifted by the thrust off the bed, and her legs hung in the
air wavering like a moth's wings, her body lifted up and shuddering and
undulating on the impaling, hugely erect organ, her eyes wide and her
mouth was slack-gasping in the utter intensity of that sensation. The
man's buttocks moved backwards, and her body fell back to the bed.
Already he was rhythmically thrusting, driving his organ in and out of
her belly with deep, powerful strokes that smacked brutally against her
abused, bruised crotch-flesh with a quick, sharp smack! smack! smack!
The woman's body had an utter helplessness about it now, and all that
came from her were uncontrollable cries of pain and Intense sexual
sensation:

Smack-AHH! ...smackOhGodOhGod! ...smackAHH! ...smackOhGodHelpME!
...smackAHH! ...smackOhGod ....smackAHH! ...smackOhGod! ...smackAAH!
...smackOhPlease! ...PleasePleasePlease ...smackAAAAAAAAAH!"

John Gruyter was administering the kind of rape torture that he
loved. Karen Radford knew that every cry of painful delight she gave was
increasing his pleasure in the abuse, but she was helpless to control
herself. The fucking went on, a little slower now as he tired, but every
stroke driven with brutal force into her open, helpless vagina.

Smack!

"OH GODHELPME!"

Smack!

"AAAAAAAAHHH!"

His hands were under her buttocks as he rode her. Both of them were
now covered with sweat, her squashed breasts shining and jiggling to the
regular impacts, their nipples dark and brown and hugely distended into
swollen, erect pencil-stubs. Of their own accord her legs had twined
around his waist, as the woman moaned in tortured pleasure. Her vagina
was now once more so slippery that lubricating fluid was forced out by
each deep thrust and flowed down between her buttocks onto the bed.

The man's hips pumped rhythmically, each thrust something that drew
from him an grunt of effort. The noise of their coming together had
changed as the sweat spread between them, and now it was a noisy
slapping of male pubes against female groin and female belly. One hand
had moved to grasp a large, round female breast, and was squeezing it
brutally, drawing cries of anguish from the body underneath. And then
suddenly the movement stopped, very suddenly, so that there was no
warning, and all that could be heard was the deep groaning of the woman.
and her gasps of air from under the man, and his ragged breath.

He rested on the woman, taking his time to recover. Then, almost
involuntarily, his hips began to move again, beginning a slow, deep
thrusting, an undulating thrust that allowed his penis to enjoy more the
sensations and feelings of the woman's stretched vaginal walls. It was
clear that the man was now approaching the point at which he would be
unable to constrain himself from spurting his semen into the woman's
belly. Her cunt was now very enjoyable. She had now been fucked for
almost an hour, in vagina and anus, and she had exuded considerable
amounts of vaginal fluid. Much of this had been squeezed out by the
incessant, plunger-like effect of the man's oversized penis; the woman's
flattened buttocks glistened with it, and the sheet under them was damp,
but great amounts of the fluid were still inside her, and the man's cock
now rode in what was essentially a liquid-filled tube made of
taut-stretched mucous-lined flesh.

The intensely sore and abraded surface of her vaginal walls, and the
red, puffy-swollen state of her over-fucked vulva could not stop the
continuing secretions. And these secretions were giving the man what
were clearly totally exquisite sensations of intense and clinging
slipperiness inside the woman's cunt. Over and above the creaking of the
bed could be discerned a low, slick-wet two-toned slick-sucking sound as
the male organ thrust and withdrew, almost like a hand being plunged
into liquid. The woman was moaning continually, partly from the
intensity of her soreness, but also because of the almost intolerable
sensation of fullness which the huge, distended penis buried in her
helpless vagina was giving her.

From above all that could be seen of her was the smooth gold-
whiteness of her wide spread legs, drawn up to the brutal fucking,
jolting and swinging around the muscled, thrusting dark buttocks of the
man. Her face was turned sideways, its mouth gasping and groaning
uncontrollably to each thrust: "AAAH! AAAH! AAAH! AAAH!
AAAH! AAAH!"

Every so often as the man fucked her, the roundness of one of her
full breasts would slip briefly into view, its nipple distended, its
flesh jiggling and quivering, only soon to disappear under the man's
body once more. The man was gasping and grunting with the exquisite
intensity he was experiencing from his penis. The woman's slick,
overfull vagina was giving him an involuntary but nevertheless exquisite
soft-stretching, rhythmic massaging, and his pubic region was enjoying
the extraordinary softness of her groin. His hands were under her
buttocks once more, gripping them tightly, holding them in the position
which would bring him the maximum sensation from the female body he was
using. The woman was crying out with a kind of despair, knowing that
very soon the man would be spurting huge quantities of semen into her
most intimate parts, onto the unprotected mouth of her cervix and into
the deepest folds of her vagina. She had already experienced that deep,
violating ejaculation three times that night, and in her voice was the
sound of a woman who knows that now she is simply a vagina, a cunt
for a man's use, a receptacle for his sperm. The penis was like a
monstrous, rigid plunger in her belly, a plunger that stretched and
fucked her without mercy.

The pace of fucking began to accelerate, the bed creaking faster and
faster, the massive plunger in her loins driving ever harder and harder
and deeper and deeper. Each time he drove it in she felt as if her
vagina needed to expand tenfold to accommodate him, as if her vulva had
become the opening to a gaping cavern filled to bursting with male
flesh. She could feel him start to orgasm, his huge penis suddenly
seeming to swell even larger than before in her stretched vagina.

She shrieked as she felt the first of a series of quick jerkings
inside her vagina; and then, suddenly, the hot spurting impact of
jetting semen inside her. Inside her vagina Gruyter's penis was
squirting in thick white streams, the sperm jetting onto her cervix and
spraying outward to run down her interior vaginal walls. His pubic
region smashed again and again against her sore, abused vulva as he came
with deep grunt inside her, his hot thick semen pumping and squirting
far up inside her belly.

Crying with shame, the woman felt her hips begin an uncontrollable
undulation, her thighs gripping at one instant the fucking man, at
another spreading themselves wide. The muscles around her full vagina
began yet again their rhythmical, quickening contractions as she began
to enter orgasm yet again;

"Oh.... ........Oh................Oh...........Oh.......Oh ...Oh..!"

Now the woman was groaning with intolerable pleasure, lost in the
rippling, uncontrollable contractions of her cunt-muscles. Her lovely
legs were splayed wide around the still fucking man, her eyes glazed,
her nipples tight and upright.
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